Chapter 25 Blowjobs & Jail-cells
•Mel's POV•

Sitting in my office Friday afternoon working my way through the mound of paperwork on my desk should be making the time fly by, except I've been stuck typing the same sentence on this brief over and over again for the past two hours! All the words and letters keep blurring and running together, because my brain refuses to focus on anything other than one thing at a time.

It's been exactly three weeks to the day since I've seen or heard from Dean.

Last Friday afternoon when Duke picked me up from work to take me back to his loft for the weekend, he kept quiet about seeing Dean the entire time. He never uttered a single word about what was said between them. But, he did tell me all about going back to the place he grew up, and seeing one of his oldest and dearest friends Tori. Someone he never thought he would see again in this life, and I couldn't have been happier for him.

We decided to stay in that night to just talk and hold each other, but for some reason I felt like Duke was acting different towards me. Almost like he was keeping something from me. Which made me feel awkward around him. Something that has never happened before actually.

I figured it was just me being paranoid, so I changed the subject telling him about my meeting with the girls, and our trip for the following weekend. I saw the disappointment flash through his eyes for just a moment with the news we wouldn't see each other, but it was gone just as fast. Replaced with a beaming smile as he pulls me onto his lap, and wraps me in his arms.

Duke and I fell asleep on the couch that night sharing no more than a few kisses while wrapped in each others arms. Which is exactly what happened for the rest of the weekend as well. The off-the-chart passion the three of us shared in this relationship when we were together has burnt out to no more than a friendly embrace for just the two of us.

So far, the only saving grace Duke and I have found for this relationship has been our phone calls, text, and Facetime. That seem to still be hot, sexy, and full of love like before. Since he dropped me off Sunday night I went to bed every night listening to Duke sing me to sleep. He's even gone so far as to surprise me twice showing up at the Cafe before Modesty and I even make it there for our lunch. Then yesterday he had a dozen long stem roses sent to me here at work.

I have to admit, Duke is doing everything he can to keep my mind off of Dean being gone, but it's starting to feel a little much to me. Especially since it feels like he's still keeping something from me. Maybe it's a sign that we're spending this weekend apart. Maybe we will find that spark that's been missing, beside Dean.

Duke told me last night on the phone he wishes he could see me tonight, since I'll be spending all day with the girls. Only something told me to talk him out of it if I could, so I did. Giving him the best excuse I could think of at the moment. Which was actually the truth, that Abbie and I were spending the time finalizing the plans for the next day.

Then those same doubts and fears followed me into my dreams that night. Making me toss and turn, and not get a single second of sleep, and have only grown worse since waking up. Rendering me utterly useless to do, or think about anything else. So, I just give up, packing everything in at three pm and going home for the day.

The apartment is still blissfully empty when I walk through the door forty-five minutes later. Throwing my bag and coat on the floor just inside, and let the door swing closed behind me. I keep all the lights off as I make my way to the couch to lie down. I must have fallen asleep as soon as I put my head down, because the next thing I know I'm getting scared awake.

"BOOO!" Abbie yells increasingly closer to my ear after jumping on the couch beside my head. Making my head bounce up from the couch.

"Fuck!" I scream as I sit up. Then turn to look over my shoulder at the laughing Abbie. "What. The. Fuck! Really?"

"You..Haha..You should have..Haha..You should have seen your face!" Abbie wheezes out while doubled over holding her stomach still laughing.

"Hilarious I bet.." I say sarcastically moving my legs off the couch, and turning to face her fully.

"It was trust me. Oh well, you ready to get Operation Corrupting Modesty underway?" Abbie ask after sobering up, and wiping the tears from her face.

I give her a small smile actually excited as I say. "Hell yea!"

"Perfect!" Abbie says reaching for something beside the couch, and placing it down on the table in front of us.

She rummages through on of her big canvas bags she uses for school. Pulling out a folder filled with several different papers. Spreading them all out between us for me to look over as well.

"First off, I got bored in class today, so I drew up these maps of the club to show Modesty. But, I need your help labeling all the rooms on the third floor, and the equipment in them." Abbie says handing me several detailed drawings of each floor in Sinful Delight.

I look over the perfectly detailed drawings in amazement. Each room is drawn precisely with each station inside label, and the furniture used there completely broke down. Before I can even finish looking over all the different pages of drawings Abbie is on to her next point.

"Also, I have a rough estimate of our timeline for tomorrow. Sherry and Modesty will both be here around noon, so that should give us a decent amount of time to shop. Then we'll come back here to talk, and later on get ready for the night. Which you don't have to worry about. I've handled everything already, because I want our final destination to be a surprise!" Abbie says vibrating in excitement, and clapping her hands.

I just chuckle while shaking my head. "Alright then, I don't see what you really need me for now. It seems like you've got everything covered already. But oh well, where ya wanna begin?"

Before either of us can get deep into our planning we take a minute to order chinese from the take-out a block from the apartment. Then losing ourselves in the planning once our stomach our addressed. For the next several hours we laugh, joke around, and finalize everything Abbie wanted. Calling it a night just before midnight with hardly anytime to clean up, and go to bed.

When my alarm starts going off at ten o'clock the next morning it feels like I've just closed my eyes for the night. I stumble my way into my en-suite to take a shower. Blasting my body with straight cold water at first to wake me up. Then turning the hot water on until my skin turned red, and finally washing up.

Since the first stop Abbie and I plan to take the ladies is my favorite Sex Shop, the same shop I took Abbie to the first time we met, I decide to dress up for the occasion. First I pull on my favorite pair of skin hugging black leather pants. That are honestly so tight I can't wear anything underneath because it shows through! But God do they make my ass and legs look fabulous!

Then I take my favorite black leather and lace half corset from my special drawer of lingerie. The leather hugs my upper chest and breast snuggly. While the lacy pieces highlight the top swell of my breast quite nicely. Next I take my bright red, leather thigh-high stiletto boots from my closet, and pull them up my legs.

Once I'm dressed I finish getting ready in my room, instead of my bathroom, because I can hear Abbie still taking hers and I don't want to cause any problems. I blow dry my long blonde hair straight, and keep my make-up light and natural looking. Except for the thick black lining my eyes, and the maroon color staining my lips.

Before walking out of my room, I put on my figure hugging, maroon colored, leather jacket. Leaving it open to show off my half corset, and body proudly. Then grab my maroon clutch with my phone, money, and cards inside before walking out the door.

I notice it's only 11:15 in the morning when I walk into the kitchen. Abbie must still be getting ready even though I don't hear the shower anymore, so I rummage around the cabinets for a power bar to eat. I open one of them as soon as I find them then lay a few more on the bartop. Before turning back to look for the bottle of Tequila Abbie and I hide weeks ago, and four glasses. Setting them on the bartop for when the others get here for the Pre Ladies Day Out drink before leaving.

Abbie comes out from her room about ten minutes later to join me. She must have had the same idea as me about what to wear if the leather clad outfit hugging her body says anything. I just smirk at her, and hand her a power bar once she sits down. Except Abbie screws her perfectly made-up face into a hideous questioning look directed at me as she takes the food from my outstretched hand.

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's kinda creeping me out, but thanks."

I barked out a laugh unable to stop myself. "Great minds think alike is all." I say running my hand down my body like one of the show girls from The Price Is Right.

"OH!" Abbie says finally noticing the similarities as well, and cracking up.

The doorbell goes off in the midst of her hysterics, so I leave Abbie there, and go answer the door. I look back at Abbie before I turn the knob to open it, and notice she's calm now walking a few steps behind me. So, I give her a small smile, and turn back around opening it.

Modesty is the first one to arrive. Standing there in her usual giant flowing skirt, that reaches the ground well past her feet, a white button down shirt with tea cap sleeves. Most surprising of all though is her normally severely tight up-do, is actually down handing wildly past her shoulders and down her back. The woman looks even more innocent than usual!

My smile gets down right scary as I look her over. Oh this is gonna be fun! I swing the door open even wider, and take a step forward. Letting Modesty get a look at my outfit several times. Making sure she takes everything in.

"Hey Modesty! Come on in."

Modesty's head begins to nod up and down in answer, but her feet don't move an inch. A full minute later she snaps out of her daze, and walks into the apartment without a word. I close the front door behind her, and turned around to follow her, but don't make it far before she's stopping to admire Abbie's outfit as well.

"I'm so glad you could make it Modesty! Today is going to be so much fun!" Abbie says to Modesty before wrapping her arm around the other woman's elbow, and leading her into the kitchen.

I'm not far behind them, but before I can make it to them the doorbell rings again. I circle around heading back to answer it. Smiling at Sherry as I open the door then double over in laughter at what she's wearing. Head to toe black leather just like Abbie and me.

"That outfit is some mans fantasy, you know that right? Damn you look smoking hot Mel." Sherry tells me with a wink sobering me up quickly.

"Oh please! You're one to talk!" I say gesturing toward her own revealing, body hugging outfit. "Although it seems leather is the only dress code for today. Come on in!"

"Thanks." Sherry says walking past me inside, and heading towards Abbie and Modesty in the kitchen.

"Hey Ladies! Sherry's here." I call out getting the pairs attention once Sherry and I are closer.

"Sherry!" Abbie yells in excitement dropping Modesty's arm to bounce over to Sherry, and give her a bear hug.

I leave the three of them to do their thing while I go around the bar. Picking up the big bottle of Tequila I sat there earlier, and pour an over generous amount of the fiery burning liquid into each of them. Then lining the other three glasses up on the bar in front of each of them. Before taking my own, and raising it into the air for a toast.

"Shots! Hell yea!" Abbie squeals once she notices the glass in my hand. Then raises her own before looking at Sherry and Modesty silently urging them to hurry and do the same.

Once all four glasses are finally in the air. I give each of them a warm, welcoming smile before speaking. "Welcome Ladies to Operation Corrupting Modesty." I announce like I'm an announcer at a pro fight in Las Vegas.

"Whooooh!" Abbie and Sherry cheer in unison making Modesty burn dark red in embarrassment.

"I wanna start this day off with a good luck toast! May today be fun, enlightening, and everything you want it to be! To Modesty, and us your loving, kinky friends!"

"Cheers!" All four of us say at the same time while clicking our glasses together. Before putting the glass to our lips, and downing the foul tasting shot in one go.

Sherry, Abbie, and I finished our drinks like seasoned champs, but Modesty starts coughing violently as soon as she swallows. We each give her a knowing smile while patting her on the back, and making sure she's ok. Then the four of us leave our empty glasses on the bar, and make our way out the front door. Gathering back together outside on the steps while I lock the door.

"Let's go shopping Ladies!" Abbie says bouncing down the steps, and hailing a cab.

We manage to flag down a taxi van, so the four of us pile into the back two seats. Spending the twenty-five minute drive across town to the fetish shops talking about any and everything.

Except for where we're going, or any clue about what to expect once we get there. I even have the driver drop us off half a block away from the first store just to ensure Modesty stays clueless. Paying the driver even more for a tip.

Before we start moving I turn to Modesty grabbing her hands in both of mine making sure I have her complete attention. "Abbie and I want this first place to be a complete surprise, so I'm going to step up behind you, and cover your eyes with my hands. Abbie and Sherry will guide you the rest of the way to where we're going. You ready for this?"

Modesty shrugs her shoulders, and gives me an uncertain smile. "As I'll ever be. I guess."

I chuckle at Modesty's discomfort before spinning her around toward the direction we need to walk, and then covering her eyes. Abbie and Sherry step up on each side of her body, and wrapped her arm around theirs. I give both of them a nod of my head once I'm ready. Then like clock work we all begin to move as one down the semi-crowded street, and around the corner.

"Cheer up Buttercup!" Abbie tells Modesty while we walk obviously feeling how she's shaking from nerves. "I promise you're going to have the best day of your life!"

"I know, and I'm sorry. I really am trying to relax I swear though." Modesty says sounding almost defeated by her body's reaction.

"It's ok. I felt the same way the first time Mel brought me here, but I started having fun right away." Abbie says rubbing Modesty's arm in sympathy.

"We're here!" I say bringing the group of girls to an immediate halt facing the store front. "Ok, I'm gonna let my hands go on the count of three. Ready?"

"Let's do this!" Modesty says with more steele in her voice this time.

"One. Two. Three." I count off before dropping my hands to my sides, and taking a step back from Modesty.

I look at the store front of FantasyLand again like it's my first time just as Modesty. The different variety of bondage wear, tools, and toys on display behind the front glass definitely leaves nothing to the imagination about what's behind the store's front doors. Modesty remains quiet for several minutes staring at the display without saying a word. Until Abbie's excitement bubbles over, and she breaks the growing silence.

"You ready to shop until you drop for an all new sexy wardrobe, and maybe one or two toys to practice with?"

Modesty comes back to the here and now with Abbie's question, and gives her a bewildered look of her own. "You've got to be kidding right? There is no possible way I can afford anything for sale in that place!"

Abbie gives her a wickedly devious smirk as she reaches in her clutch, and pulls out a solid black credit card. Holding it in the air by her fingers without a care. "Who said you have to pay for anything? Everything we buy here today is courtesy of the amazing Drake Masters. Who gave me expressed orders to go wild. Now, shall we?"

"Well, what are we still doing standing here then?" Sherry asks sarcastically snatching the card from between Abbie's fingers to hold up herself. "I do believe Masters has laid down a challenge for us ladies. Let's not disappoint. C'mon." She says before turning to walk through the front doors of FantasyLand, and waves over her shoulder for us to follow.

I move to Sherry's vacated spot next to Modesty. Wrapping her arm around mine, and escorting her, along with Abbie, into the store. Only none of us want to scare Modesty right off the bat, so we keep her busy in the front of the store as long as we can.

There are racks and racks of fetish wear filling the room, and covering the walls on bust. The three of us pick out all different color and style lingerie, corsets, garter belts, and stockings for Modesty to try on. Along with a plethora of fetish outfits, leather pieces, body suites, and dresses. Loading our arms down with just about everything in Modesty's size in the store before sending her to the fitting room to try it all on.

For the next hour Modesty gives us a small fashion show. To which the three of us shower her with praises for each new dress, or outfit. Boosting Modesty's confidence so much, she starts to strut around like she's really on a catwalk. Even while wearing a skimpy, revealing set of lingerie she usually wouldn't be caught dead in, and nothing more.

Despite all of Modesty's protest the three of us demand she get almost half of the clothes and things she tried on. While she continues to argue her point the three of us maneuver her into the toy section of the store. It takes a few seconds for the distraction to work, but once it does Modesty stops talking to look around this part of the store in wonder.

"Holy shit!" Modesty whisper yells. Then flames in embarrassment not meaning for the words to actually come out.

Sherry, Abbie, and I just chuckle. "Holy shit is right, but we're not going to overwhelm you with everything they have to offer today. All we are going to get for yu from here is a decent sized, realistic looking, rubber cock, and a small bullet vibrator. Any questions so far, Gorgeous?" Sherry ask Modesty looking straight into her vibrant green eyes. To which Modesty answers with a simple nod of her head.

"You are such a brave young woman. Remember that." Sherry tells her so low it's almost a whisper as she strokes Modesty's cheek in a loving caress. Modesty closes her eyes, and leans into the caress.

After their little moment the four of us spend the next thirty minutes going over the pros and cons of each different style and make of each dildo and vibrator available. Until the group finally comes to a general agreement to get a six inch, quarter size, silicon dildo, and a basic hands-free bullet vibrator for Modesty to start off with.

It takes all four of us to carry everything to the register to check out. Sherry and I have to physically hold Modesty back while the cashier rings up the items. Sherry even covers her mouth to stop the obsenties from coming out as Abbie pays.

We all leave the store carrying two bags full of stuff each, but thankfully we're not traveling very far. Only to the shop next to FantasyLand to buy all the heels and boots Modesty could possibly ever need! Coming back out after thirty minutes with another bag each for us to carry, and going back to the apartment so we can start phase two of the plan.

I'm the first one of the group to walk through the front door of our apartment when we make it back forty-five minutes later. I place my heavy bags down against the wall before making my way into the kitchen. Grabbing the bottle of tequila and glasses on my way to the couch. Placing each glass down on top of the table in front of an empty seat, and filling them with another generous shot. Then sitting down myself taking my glass with me.

By the time I'm finished the other ladies are seated around me, so I raise my glass in the air right then. Then give them each a nod before throwing the shot back in one gulp. Downing the burning spirit, and filling each of their glasses two more times. Swallowing every drop right after the other. I fill each of them up for a fourth time feeling a nice buzz myself, but give Abbie a discreet nod of my head to start talking before we can drink.

Last night while Abbie and I were going over the plan it became glaringly obvious early on Modesty would deal with this step better if she were well and truly on the way to being intoxicated. Instead of dying from embarrassment every moment. Hence the Devil's punch, tequila, lowering her guard, and causing her to not care when talking about sex.

Now that my part is done Abbie takes the folder full of papers from the end of the table opening it up, and spreading the drawings out for everyone to see. She sets them all in a certain order in front of Modesty. Before taking the first one up from the bottom row, and giving Modesty a gentle smile.

"As the newest GEM at Sinful Delight, it's our job to get you ready for your first night at the club. Mel and I spent hours last night making a layout of the club for you. Along with all the specific rooms on each floor, and the equipment used inside there. Sherry, Mel, and I will explain it all to you, but if you have any questions feel free to interrupt. Ready?" Abbie asks Modesty gently like a mother talking to a scared child.

To Modesty's credit she doesn't blush this time. She gives Abbie a glassy eyed, buzzed, smiling look as she relaxes back into her seat. "I was born ready! It's time for me to finally take a walk on the wild side."

It takes Abbie, Sherry, and I longer than I thought it would to explain just one room of the club to Modesty. Asking us questions left and right about every aspect. From the equipment used in each space, and what exactly to expect while using it. To the types of members who frequent each different section the most, and the level of kink they expect each GEM to endure.

It takes us several hours to go through each room on every level of the club, and the wondrous look on Modesty's face tells me it was completely worth it! Abbie begins cleaning up the papers from all over the table afterwards. While Modesty watches her movements deep in thought. Her body is jumpy and on edge clearly trying to work up the courage to ask what's on her mind, instead of keeping it in.

Sherry notices her fidgeting as well, and isn't having any of it! "What's on your mind, gorgeous?"

For the first time in a while Modesty's cheeks instantly bloom a light shade of pink as she looks up at Sherry from under hooded eyes coyly. She gives her bottom lip a nipple while gathering her thoughts then starts to talk.

"Well, this might be a little personal, and a whole lot of none of my business, but I was wondering. It's probably been years since the three of you lost your virginity, and don't remember every detail, but could you at least tell me about your first time at the club?" Her words come out strong and clear, but she's still unable to look any of us in the eyes while she asks.

Abbie starts to laugh once Modesty finishes. "I don't know about these two." She says to Modesty pointing at Sherry and I. "But I was a virgin myself less than three years ago. I'll tell you about both times."

Abbie is so hyper and animated while she talks you can't help but to get sucked into whatever story she's telling. She holds nothing back while relaying how she lost her virginity to a Spring Breaker aboard some random persons yacht while in The Hamptons her freshman year. Then her first assignment in The Hole on the spanking bench in the same room as me, and how much hotter being able to watch me be ravished by some unknown person drove her crazier.

My blood is zinging through my veins setting my body on fire, and soaking the crotch of my leather pants in my cream by the time Abbie finishes. I desperately need to calm myself down before hearing another story like that. My sexual frustration's hitting an all time high at the moment with no relief insight, so I clear my throat getting their attention. Also stopping Sherry from saying anything.

I decide to skip sharing the details on how I lost my virginity. It's really who I lost it to that tends to cause people problems, so I save that special story for very rare occasions. Instead, I tell Modesty about my first assignment down in The Glory Hole at the club, and how I caused a frenzy that almost shut the club down.

You might be saying to yourself, "No way!", but I promise every word I speak is the truth!

All four of us are laughing uncontrollably by the time I finish. I'm the first one to calm down, so I take my glass from the table downing the shot. Not even feeling the after burn of the drink anymore! As soon as I place my empty glass back on the table Sherry starts her story.

Like me, Sherry choses to skip on the details about how she lost her v-card. Claiming she's too old to even remember that night, let alone who with. Which if you ask my is complete horseshit, because she's only a few years older than me. Instead she tells us about her first night at the club as a special request in the nursery on the third floor.

Sherry was a last minute replacement for the regular GEM this particular member like, but Joe wanted to test her. Sherry walked into the private room to find a short, bald man that weighed well over three hundred fifty pounds sitting in the middle of the floor in nothing more than a cloth diaper. Rapidly sucking a pacifier into his mouth.

The members main kink was degradation, but he also loved to be forced to shit in his diaper and wear it around the entire time. Even I'm a little put off by the end of her story? How anyone could find pleasure in something like that is unfathomable to me, but to each their own. I quickly fill each of our glasses with tequila when it's finally over, and burn the image from my brain with the fiery drink. Along with the other three.

"How about we get back to something a little more fun now? Before we finish here tonight, I have two things I want to teach you before sending you up on the auction block at the club." Sherry tells Modesty tapping the back of her hand in reassurance.

Then she gets up and walks to the row of bags against the wall. Taking two packages from one of the bags before making her way back to her seat. Then placing them down on top of the table in front of Modesty, and giving her a secretive smile before speaking.

"I'm going to ask you a few questions, and I want you to be completely honest with me when you answer. It's just us women here, and none of us will go blabbing what goes on in here to anyone. You have my word. You ok with that?"

Modesty gulps, but nods her head. "Yes."

"Good." Sherry says with a wolfish grin spreading across her lips taking the bullet from the table, and holding the toy in the air for Modesty to see. "Have you ever used one of these before?"

Modesty's eyes get really big, and she starts shaking her head frantically.

"No? Well. what do you normally use when you get yourself off?" Sherry ask her genuinely curious while opening the plastic box housing the toy.

Modesty's face flames in embarrassment. While she begins to play with her fingers in her lap. Watching the moving digits intently for several minutes. Before mumbling her reply. "The few times I've tried to get myself off I used my fingers. Except I couldn't seem to do it right, or felt completely unsatisfied afterward, so I just stopped trying."

Abbie and I gasp loudly shocked by her revelation, and holding our hands over our hearts in sympathy. Sherry just shakes her head while placing the batteries in the end of the toy, and closing the back latch. Then holds it out across the table toward Modesty in offering.

"Well then let's change that right now. No way will your buyer get your first orgasm. That should be yours and yours alone, and by damn it's well overdue!"

"Here. Here!" Abbie and I cheer in agreement.

"Here, take this." Sherry tells Modesty wiggling the small toy in her direction for her to take. "I want you to place the toy inside your underwear against your clit. I'll keep the controller, and adjust the settings while we move on to the second demonstration of the night. You'll be so hot and bothered when I'm finished with you, you'll probably cum more than once."

Modesty gives Abbie and I a look full of trepidation before stopping her gaze again on Sherry, and points at the toy. "You want me to place that inside my underwear while everyone sits here watching me?"

"Yep." Sherry tells her popping the p. "But, if it will make you feel better I'll make them leave." She says then turns her attention toward me. "Mel would you be so kind as to take Abbie, and both of you find a dildo similar to Modesty's. That way you can show her some of your fine skills with blowjobs."

"Sure." I tell Sherry getting up from my seat along with Abbie.

"Better?" Sherry asks Modesty before Abbie and I move from our spot. Modesty nods her head yes as she reaches for her full glass on the table. Downing the liquor inside before placing the empty glass back on the table, and taking the toy from Sherry's hand.

Abbie and I take that as our cue to leave the room. Going into my bedroom, and opening up my toy chest at the end of my bed. Grabbing two identical dildos similar to the silicon shaft Sherry chose for Modesty back at the store. Then closing the toy box, and returning to our spots in the living room. Sitting down beside a sweaty, red faced Modesty, and a smirking Sherry.

I can barely make out a slight buzzing sound coming from under Modesty's skirt once I'm settled, and I don't call any attention to it either. Instead I hold up the rubber cock in my hand for Sherry to see. Then place it down on the table to wait on her next instructions.

"Now, I don't want you to feel like you're giving up all your control the night of your Valentine's date, so the three of us are going to teach you a few tricks that will bring whoever wins you to their knees. I want you to take this." Sherry says handing the dildo to Modesty before looking right at me. "The floor is now yours, Mel."

I give Sherry a small smile picking the phallus up from the table, and the turn toward Modesty. "Anyone can give a blowjob, but only a select few know how to give someone a great blowjob. That's what I'm going to be showing you today. Just like I taught Abbie."

"Hell yea she did! And, my Master sings her praises every time I give him one!" Abbie says beaming in confidence crossing her arms over her chest, and relaxing back into her seat.

To which I can't seem to hide my chuckle. "Thank You." I tell Abbie before focusing back on Modesty. "Now there are three simple things to remember to give someone a great blowjob. Balls, veins, and breath through your nose as you continue to swallow."

I say pointing out each piece on the dildo in my hand as I talk. Then watch as Modesty begins inspecting her own imitation penis a little closer. Running the tips of her fingers around the ball sack, and across the shaft to the tip. Before turning her gaze toward Abbie as she slides the silicon shaft through the palm of her hand, and then following those same movements.

Abbie and I give Modesty nods and encouraging smiles to keep her going. None of us say anything while showing Modesty how to give a hand job, but the increasing speed of the vibrator between her legs breaks the silence. I take that as my signal to move along , so I run my tongue along the suction cup at the bottom of the toy. Then stick the cup to the glass top of the table in front of me, and give Modesty an encouraging nod to follow suite.

Moving on once both of their toys are in place on top of the table. "Now I want you to swallow the shaft down your throat as far as you can."

Modesty gets on her knees, and bends over the standing toy. Covering the head and shaft with her lips over half of it lenght. Before hitting that spot that makes her eyes start to bulge in panic.

"Very good Modesty! Now I want you to go back up to the tip, and wet every inch of the shaft with your silvia along the way." I tell Modesty then pause, and watch as she follows the directions.

"Excellent! This time when you go back down on the cock I want you to breathe through your nose when you hit that panic point, and keep swallowing the rest of the way down. Until you bottom out with your chin touching the toys sack."

Modesty keeps her lips sealed around the head of the cock between her lips while she watches Abbie follow my instructions first. Only when Abbie bottoms out on her own cock does Modesty's eyes turn hard with determination. Then glides her lips back down the length of the shaft, and swallowing past the panic until she bottoms out herself.

"You're a natural!" I praise Modesty while Sherry turns the vibrator up another notch. Causing Modesty to squeal around the cock filling her mouth.

Time seems to blur together after that. Abbie and I begin working our own dildos over like they're real organs attached to a breathing man's body. While Modesty watches us from the corner of her hooded eyes, and copies our every move. Then Sherry stands up from her seat walking around our group. Giving each of us praises when deserved, and also calling out useful hints and suggestions for us to use. Before coming to a stop behind Modesty's chair, and leaning over the back bringing her lips closer to Modesty's ear. While placing the bullet on it's maximum speed, and placing the controlled on the arm of the chair.

"You look like a fiery Goddess hell bent on bringing someone to their knees. Pure sinful deliciousness in its purest form." Sherry tells Modesty whispering the words into her ear, but loud enough for Abbie and I to hear as well. Which we answer right along with Modesty, a deep hungry moan of our own.

Sherry huffs out a laugh before going back to whisper into Modesty's ear. "Now, I want you to close your eyes, and imagine that cock between your lips belongs to the man of your fantasies. That hellacious thing wrecking havoc between your legs is actually my fingers. Driving your wanting need higher with each stroke. Can you feel them, Modesty?"

All three or us moan our answer to Sherry, but Modesty's sounds the neediest and loudest. My own dormant need is making a surging come back. Rocketing my own forgotten orgasm to the forefront of my mind, and desperate for my men to give it to me! Only for me to crash back down to reality in the next second when I remember I don't have both of them anymore!

The raging fire inside of me is doused immediately. I release the silicon shaft from between my lips with a pop, and relax back against my seat. Watching Abbie and Modesty devour their toys with a small smile on my face. Sherry keeps whispering the most sinful things in Modesty's ear, and causing sweat to continuously roll down her neck, her breathing to become erratic, and pleading moans to repeatedly fall from her closed lips. Edging Modesty's orgasm even higher each passing second.

Until about five minutes later when Sherry finishes torturing the poor woman with her words and awful toy. She reaches around Modesty pinching her hardened nipples through her shirt between her fingers, and rolling the sensitive bud around. Before biting down on the hollow spot at the base of Modesty's neck. Causing her orgasm to burst free, and consume her entire body. Shocking her so much at first she lets the cock slips from between her lips, so she can scream out her release.

The four of us don't say anything for a while after that. To busy trying to get our breathing and need back under control. Only Abbie can't stand sitting in silence for very long, and is the first of us to break it.

"Holy guacamole Batman! That was seriously hott!" Thankfully her strange humor seems to work like a charm making us all break out into laughter.

"Hell yeah it was! Thank you My sweet." Sherry tells Modesty placing a lingering kiss to her cheek. Then places the remote in the palm of Modesty's hand. Before walking back around to her seat, and sitting down.

"I don't know about y'all, but I really need to cool down after that." I tell them fanning my face with my hand once I stop laughing.

"Oh!" Abbie says clapping her hands together in excitement. "You will have plenty of time to do just that while we get ready for the last surprise of the night."

Once Abbie finishes she jumps up from her seat going over to the bags lined against the wall, and pulling out several different pieces of lingerie, a midnight black sleeveless mini dress, and a box with matching black thigh-high stiletto boots to finish the outfit. Abbie places everything neatly onto the box of shoes before standing up with the box in her arms, and walking back to her seat. Placing the box down on the table in front of Modesty as she goes.

"You can take these to my room, and use my en-suite to get ready. If you need help with anything just let one of us know, and we will be right there. Oh, don't bother doing your hair or make-up that's my job at the end. Ok?"

"Oh God there's more!" Modesty jokes looking at Abbie bewildered. Almost like she wants to back out, and call it a night.

Before she can actually say it I take her empty glass from in front of her on the table, and fill it quickly. I place the almost empty bottle back down on the table. Then raise the glass to Modesty's lip, and help tip the glass back emptying it's contents into Modesty's mouth.

Once the last drop is gone Modesty slams the glass back down on the table along with the bullet's remote. Then gathers the stack of clothes in her arms standing up. Then giving the three of us a single nod before walking toward my room. "I've got this ladies!"

The three of us watch as she disappears before Abbie turns to Sherry and I getting up from her seat again. "C'mon Sherry you can get ready in Mel's room with me." She tells the other woman before turning around, and waving her to follow over her shoulder.

I remain there in my seat for another ten minutes after they leave the room. Before getting up from my seat as well to play waitress to them. Filling each of their empty glasses with another shot of tequila, and taking it to them. Leaving Sherry and Abbie with theirs first before making my way across the hall to knock on Abbie's door, and Modesty to answer it. Only for Sherry and Abbie to follow me inside minutes later to finish getting Modesty ready.

While Abbie begins to work on styling Modesty's long red hair I give all of our outfits a once over. Frankly I'm beyond amazed we're all dressed in the same color scheme without actually planning it at all. Varying pieces of black and red leather with boots to match.

Abbie is wearing a short, tight, red leather spaghetti strap dress that zips up the front, and knee-high black leather stiletto boots. Her long blonde hair is hanging down her back in ringlets, and minimal makeup coating her face. Except for the blood red across her pouty lips.

Sherry is wearing a skin tight black leather catsuit. With a black and red corset hugging her midsection, and ending just above her nipples. A matching pair of black and red leather thigh-high lace up boots complete the outfit. Along with the pencil straight hair hanging over her shoulders, the black outlining her big doe eyes, and the red staining her lips makes the whole package stand out and be noticed.

By the time Abbie finishes with Modesty she looks like a completely different person it's almost comical! Her usual long unruly red hair is framing her face in soft waves that end about middle back. Abbie added a cat-like effect to the coal lining her green eyes making them pop from her face, and painted her lips the same color red as her hair.

The short black leather dress she's wearing is so far from the librarian couture she normally wears it's ridiculous! A red and black garter belt keeps peeking out from under the hem of the flared skirt, and the top of the black stockings barely clear the top of her thigh-high black leather peep-toe stiletto boots.

I'm the only one who decided to stay with what I'm already wearing, and after seeing what the lady's have on now, I'm glad I didn't. After everyone is finished I follow the three of them back into the living room. Carrying the almost empty bottle of tequila, and my glass to stand by the kitchen counter. Where I fill each of their glasses for a final time emptying the giant bottle of tequila, finally, and then into the air for a toast.

"To us, and girls day! Let's finish it off with a bang!"

"To us!" Sherry, Modesty, and Abbie say before clinking their glasses against mine, and finishing off the rest of the tequila.

We all set our empty glasses down on the kitchen counter next to the empty bottle. Then grab our handbags and coats putting them on before walking out the front door. I'm the last one out, so I lock the door behind me, and join back up with the others on the sideway at the bottom of the stairs. Where Sherry is whistling for a cab, and Modesty is questioning Abbie.

"Will you tell us what this last surprise is now, or are you going to make us keep waiting?"

"Ah, would you look at that, taxis here. I guess that means y'all can wait a little longer to find out!" Abbie tells Modesty with a wink before laughing as she climbs in the back seat of the taxi.

Modesty looks back at me over her shoulder giving me a deadpan look that makes me laugh then. "Have I never mentioned to you about how much Abbie loves surprising people?"

To which Modesty just shakes her head no while glaring daggers at me.

"Well now ya know! After you." I say with a chuckle waving Modesty into the van.

Sherry laughs as she gets in the front passenger seat, and I take the last spot on the back seat, and sliding the door closed after me. Abbie already gave the driver the address to our destination while the rest of us were getting in. So, once we're all settled the taxi pulls away.

We laugh and joke together for the next forty-five minutes it takes the driver to take us across the crowded streets to Manhattan. Before coming to a stop outside a big, lite up building taking up most of the street on that side. The flashing neon lights at the top corner of the building rings a bell in my head immediately. This is the newest club in the city, and it's supposed to be all the rage of New York nightlife right now. If the ever growing line of people wrapped around the sides of the building are anything to go by, then the rumors must be true.

The driver pulls the van over along the curb by the side of the building near the end of the line, to get out. Depositing the four of us in the windy January night time weather. Severely underdressed in our risky club wear, and our thick winter coats, but they're still not thick enough to stop all the biting wind from finding a way in. Even the warmth from the alcohol begins to quickly fade away, but the tipsy, drunk feeling intensifies during the ride here.

I wobbly on my pointy heel boots as I get out of the van to stand on the sidewalk. Then help an even more unstable than me Modesty out followed by Abbie. Sherry, Abbie, and I pull some cash from our bags splitting the fare and tip. Before linking arms with Modesty, and the rest heading toward the back of the line.

The four of us huddle together trying to block out the wind while waiting in the line that's slowly inching forward. Sherry starts cracking jokes to help keep our good moods going, and soon Abbie joins in with her. After that none of us seem to mind about the cold anymore, because we're having too much fun in our own little bubble.

We've been in line for about twenty minutes finally making it around the corner of the building to the front, when our night takes a turn for the worst. Our laughter must catch the attention of a group of men in front of us. The group of men let the two other groups of people between us go in front of them. Just so they can be near us.

It's six different skin color, size, and shape men in the group. Except they all look to be in their late twenties to early thirties, and all exceptional male specimens. That just so happen to be eyeing the four of us like their next juicy meal. Instantly making alarm bells go off inside my head.

"Well HELLLO Ladies! How are you beautiful creatures doing this fine evening?" The obvious leader of the group says stepping forward, and addressing each of us. While letting his gaze travel each of our bodies leaving goosebumps in their wake, and not the good kind.

"We're doing just fine thank you. Just here to finish up our girls only day out." Sherry answers the man leaving no room for further discussion, or so we hoped.

"Isn't that a nice coincidence, we're here on a boys night out as well. How about we join together, and make this night unforgettable for everyone. Ms?" The leader asks Sherry holding his hand out toward her.

"Sherry." She tells the man hesitantly placing her hand in his to shake. Only for him to bring her hand an inch from his lips instead.

"Mi Amor Sherry. I'm Carlos, your humble servant for the night." The man introduces himself before placing a lingering kiss on the back of Sherry's hand, and looking at her from hungry eyes.

Except his actions make Sherry frown, and she snatches her hand from between his quickly. Wiping his kiss off her skin next. Then looking back up at him. "Thank you for your kind offer Carlos, but I'll pass. I'm here with my girls, and that good enough for me tonight." She says before linking her arm back through Modesty's and mine.

"Ladies, Ladies. My name is Donny, and let me assure you all there's plenty of us to go around! Just take your pick." The beta of the group, a white guy in his early thirty, only about five foot ten, and professional all the way down to his power suite, says stepping up beside his friend, and holding his hand out toward Abbie to shake.

Which Abbie looks at like she's offended. "I'm sorry, but I'm under strict instructions to not willing or knowingly touch another male tonight, and I have no intentions of breaking that rule for you."

I look at Donny with a smirk of my own, and tighten my hold onto Sherry and Abbie. Only it would seem part of their group seems to take offense to what Abbie just said. Two more of the friends step up on either side of the other two. Giving them both matching back slaps before speaking.

"At least let us buy you ladies a round of drinks?" The guy on the left asks first. Followed by the new guy on the right."Possibly even a dance afterward?"

The last two guys move up to join their friends then. Closing the four of us off in a semi circle going in for the kill. Abbie, Sherry, and I look at each other over the top of Modesty's head in trepidation. My stomach already at my feet, and a feeling of dread getting increasingly worse is in it's spot.

"Yeah Gorgeous, one drink and dance. That's not too much to ask, is it?" The guy on the left from before says to me getting my attention. As well as the fingers I feel gliding across my exposed midsection just above my hip. "For now at least." I just manage to hear the creepy guy mumble, and causing me to get repulsed at his touch.

One of the men on the right must have gotten the same idea as my creep, and decided to make a move on Modesty. Only little miss innocent gasped loudly from the mans touch. Before hauling off and slapping the hell out of him across the face. Then immediately covering her mouth with her shaking hand as she looks at the man in shock.

The man's face is still turned to the side, so he can spit out a wad of blood coming from the inside of his mouth. The guy gets pissed instantly, and turns that murderous glare straight toward Modesty. Only to sneer out two words to her. "You Bitch!"

I drop Abbie's arm, and immediately step in front of Modesty shielding her from what I undoubtedly know that's going to happen next. Only Sherry steps in front of all of us, and sends a punch rocketing straight toward the guys chin. Hitting him right on the button, and sending him to the ground out cold.

Two more men stepped up toward Sherry to defend their buddies honor. While another one from the group bends down, and starts slapping the knocked out man's cheek to wake him up. Quickly I spin around behind me passing Modesty off to Abbie to protect. Before swinging back around and instantly taking one of the goons attention from a fighting Sherry.

I unleash all the tools and tricks I learned fighting my two older brothers growing up. Knocking one of the original assholes down quickly, but another of his friends fills his spot. Only I could care less, not about the skin tight party clothes I'm wearing, or my perfectly styled hair. I fight like a crazed woman defending her own.

Sherry and I manage to hold our own against them for more than ten minutes. Taking down three almost four of the pricks before the fight is broken up. The bouncers manning the front door finally make it to our group through the on-looking crowd, and pull the four of us apart. Locking us all in different holds so we can't move. While Abbie and Modesty watch from the sidelines.

"What the fucks goin' on here! Who fuckin' started this, Ladies? Is it one of these punks?" The head security guard asks us while holding Carlos in a single rear arm bar over the back of his head.

Only it's Carlos that beats the four of us to explaining the situation first. "Whoah, whoah, wait one minute, man. I swear you've got this all wrong. My friends and I were simple asking these lovely ladies if we could buy them a round, and maybe a dance. When the fiery redhead over there slapped my buddy across the face without cause."

Carlos says pleading with the foot taller, and a lot wider build man holding his arm awkwardly behind his head. While pointing toward Modesty with his other hand.

"Is this true?" The head security guy asks Modesty clearly not believing Carlos for a second though.

Modesty looks down at her feet flaming in embarrassment before answering. "Yes Sir it's true, but I'm so terribly sorry it happened. I truly didn't mean to do that." She finishes finally managing to look at man's eyes.

"Hell yea she did, and I want to press charges!" The first poor schuck Sherry knocked out says after finally coming to, and getting back to his feet. Rubbing his swollen jaw and cheek.

"We all would, actually. These three were the ones who threw the first punch after all." Carlos says after his friend, and the rest of the group voicing their agreement.

The security guard lets Carlos go with a disbelieving shake of his head. Thenn looks toward the other guards holding Sherry and I. Blowing out a frustrated breath before delivering his next orders.

"Take those two, and the red head over there to the holding room, and I'll call the cops. Then I'll get this groups statement. You two head back to the door for now. C'mon then." He says before turning around, and waving us on over his shoulder.

Carlos gives Sherry and I a cocky smirk, but before he can turn to follow the guard Abbie steps right in front of his face spitting mad.

"You and your friends are the sorriest pieces of shit this Earth has to offer, and I can't wait to tell my Master all about this!" Abbie says with the sweetest voice, and even places a chaste kiss on his cheeks. Before driving her knee violently into Carlo's crotch. Making him fall to his knees, and scream like a little girl.

The head guard just looks at Abbie shaking his head while trying to hide the growing smile on his face. "Take her too." He tells the other two while pointing toward Abbie. "Looks like the four of them will be spending the rest of their night in a jail cell together."

Which, for once, sounds so much better than being in this moment right now. I just hope I feel the same way sober, and in the light of day!

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Well over 9,500 words! How's that for missing a few updates!!

So, how did y'all like it? I tried to make this chapter fun, instead of more of the drama going on in Abbie's life...but what do y'all think is gonna happen now that they're all in jail?!?

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